Silas went straight to his penthouse from the hospital, his mind focused on unraveling the mystery. Once inside, the guard showed him the surveillance footage of the parking lot. The video played, clearly showing a man approaching the driver from behind and knocking him unconscious.
Silas leaned forward, eyes narrowed, replaying the footage over and over, straining to see the man's face. But all that was visible was a partial side view—not enough to identify him. Despite his frustration, he hadn't lost his hope entirely.
"There is a camera on the curb," Silas said, recalling the CCTV positioned just outside the building. "Check that footage. I need a clear shot of his face." His voice was cold and determined. "I need this man."
Caleb, standing by his side, gave a firm nod. "Consider it done."
Silas shifted in his seat, his mind racing with plans. "Where is the driver now? What's his condition?"
